Follow this valley down and you will eventually come to Olng’arua School, it is in the distance down on the far plains.
Olng’arua boys. A sometimes cheeky, but largely cheerful lot. I admire the older ones in particular, for coming to school each day, when there is so much pressure on them from outside to skip school and be ‘men’. That generally means herding livestock but can also end up turning into doing bad things, and trouble. …
A group selfie from Irene who was teaching at the school today.
The school lost its vehicle and all its buildings. So every morning Maryanne has to carry to the school all the food she plans to cook that day. Her home is an hours walk away.
The kids miss their school. Many of them have been coming every day that they see staff members there, and getting involved in the clean up.